Sometimes I wonder why I hide behind these words. Then, I realize reality scares me, and I'd much rather live in a world where finishing something for good is as simple as writing "The End.". |
I love them all.
(Secretly: Just Bree...
When midnights charm has left my side
I'll return to sane...
One more bottles staring match
Out of conversations catch...
An angel so perfect
Was put through such hell...
A dream was still fresh in my mind
When I sat up to this wondrous find...
Restless and running, you're desperate, she's dead
Yearning and burning straight out of your head...
I warned myself to stay away
To keep true to the light...
When peace of mind comes last to life
I'll call on cloudy nights...
Compose the words that tear the heart
That rip the soul and body apart...
Seconds, sweet, are hours
When confronted with the thought...
Love her all the time, she's the one who keeps you strong, even when she's not so strong herself. |
This thing that's happening to you? It's called "life". If you can't deal with it, you don't deserve it. |
It's kind of sad when you don't mean anything to the one you thought you loved. |